Arms of Love I sing a simple song of love To my Saviour, to my Jesus I’m grateful for the things You’ve done My loving Saviour, oh precious Jesus
That You’ve called me Your own There’s no place I’d rather be My heart is glad That You’ve called me Your own There’s no place I’d rather be
Than in Your arms of love Holding me still Holding me near
I sing a simple song of love To my Saviour, to my Jesus I’m grateful for the things You’ve done My loving Saviour, oh precious Jesus
That You’ve called me Your own There’s no place I’d rather be My heart is glad That You’ve called me Your own There’s no place I’d rather be
Than in Your arms of love In Your arms of love Holding me still Holding me near Craig Musseau. ©1991 Mercy Publishing. ARR/UBP/ICS. ccli #1953428